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Sweetness is a word that is hard to describe. It’s a pleasurable, rich, aromatic experience.

I would encourage you to  let your words be sweet to hear, sweet to taste, sweet to swallow and sweet to remember.

The more we live a life of perfection, yes perfection, as life comes to us not past nor future but now; one with joy in the midst of hardship, hope that is living, one of peace; the more we will learn to be sweet. Phew long sentence but necessary.

I hope you see the sweetness in life.

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Here are a few things [in no specific order] to help you make sure your life is filled with sweetness.

  • Be Sweet in your language; don’t be vulgar
  • Be cheerful; try not to have too many pity parties
  • Be courteous to the point you will ask people how they are doing and mean it
  • Be grateful  in all things
  • Be humble you aren’t better than another individual
  • Be loving
  • Be self aware
  • Be sensible
  • Be trustworthy
  • Be a good listener less talk
  • Be respectful and treat people as you wish to be treated

My wish for you today; Stay Sweet!

How sweet are your words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth!

“Behave so the aroma of your actions may enhance the general sweetness of the atmosphere.”  Henry David Thoreau

“Gratitude is the sweetest thing in a seeker’s life- in all human life. If there is gratitude in your heart, then there will be tremendous sweetness in your eyes.”  Sri Chinmoy, The Jewels of Happiness: Inspiration and Wisdom to Guide Your Life Journey

 As we become purer channels for God’s light, we develop an appetite for the sweetness that is possible in this world.  A miracle worker is not geared toward fighting the world that is, but toward creating the world that could be.  Marianne Williamson

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World Poetry Day is on 21 March, and was declared by UNESCO (the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization) in 1999.

The purpose of the day is to promote the reading, writing, publishing and teaching of poetry throughout the world.

Here is my most Recent Poem.

Some say this is it

i say

someday

eternal,

i accept the promise

from the creator

the divine,

bathing in segments

of the heavenlies

day by day

but someday

release mortality

like a shredded garment,

leaning into life

but someday

mortality

takes on immortality,

stepping stones of life

health to sickness

but someday

victory in face of death,

invisible qualities of heaven

reside in my inner sanctum

often kisses eternity

the twinkle in my eye

anticipate partaking

the illumination of the glory,

someday i shall embrace

eternity….©

 

Beverleyhoyles

March 20, 2013

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Happy Valentine’s Day!

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A Great Love Song entitled So Close:
 
 
 
One of my favorite love songs:
 
 
Night and day, you are the one
Only you ‘neath the moon or under the sun
Whether near to me or far, It’s no matter, darling, where you are
I think of you day and night
 
 
 
 
 
 
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♫ ♥ ♫ ☺ ♫

May this year 2013

BE your year to learn to love, to love, be loved and renew your love!
Love isn’t perfect and the one you love isn’t perfect and you/I aren’t perfect

BUT we keep moving forward to make it work.

The poem below is the poem I wrote for my husband on our 40th Anniversary Sept 2012.

No holds barred imperfection and all.

Happy 40th Anniversary

Some would say
that loving is just a
piece of heaven
or maybe
somewhere between
here and there
the entrance
to the musical ladder of rainbow colors
or maybe
 between earth and that far off gal-axy
 in the midst of a whisper or a breathe
can this be true?
 i must believe the unbelievable truth
forever we could be, in love, eternally
inspired by a miracle
Magnetic

Your grin
your confident athletic stride
across that classroom
caught my heart by surprise
incredible
bending down
to spin the bottle
pick me! yes me! just once!
eye to eye
a glimpse of your glassy sea of love
hair locks of black ,brush mine
hush! time suspended
 i close my eyes
As your lips touch my cheek

All my prayers answered
in that moment
 when into my life he came
 for he was heaven sent,
 i believe in our love
too young to know your
olympian prowess
radiance
wanting, needing
carefree
compassion in your embrace
tender moments
your mouth invite kisses
forever changed
love flowed amidst
the vigor of a gazelle
and the courageous lioness
 n’er a gentler man
than this
caress of my brow
Your whispers

Let’s go for a ride
it’s such a warm evening
climbing into car
top down
your left hand on the wheel
my head on your shoulder
your arm on mine
my right hand catching the wind
to locking my fingers in yours
our hair tangled
many joyous tears flowed free
stopping the car jumping out
let’s dance in the rain
doesn’t matter
hold me tight
don’t let me go
noble steed was he
as his arm slowly stroke my back
pulled me close
precious moments were these
it’s gonna be
A beautiful night tonight

At lover’s lane
captivated by his charm
as he sang to me
 it is your strength i see, as you sing
you’ve opened a window to heaven’s light
my love for you will burn so bright
the night is young let’s swim
under this blanket of stars
refreshed
gathering driftwood to build a fire
your face shimmering in its blaze
enchanted
 as i sit here on the beach
my normal life seems so out of reach
the waves hitting the sand
flankers fly while you hold my hand
passion has seized my soul
ecstasy
all is quiet now
Only the ebb and flow of your breath

This is more
than picture perfect
it’s real
where naive love’s caress
and angels’ wings
 meet hallelujah
young love,
better than wine
unaware of ancient bliss
where once a vacant lot
 brokenness,
now a captivated heart
horizon clear,
hands turned fast
one, two, three, four,
fashioned by love
times are hard
but get back up
 your strength i make my own
for our future’s
Progeny

We forgot how to play
no, we’ve lost our way
bitter words
regret
let’s practise once more
into the depth
it shone again
savor love, love is beautiful
even at the end of your shift
at 4 am
tender touch
soft kiss on my cheek
snuggle in, warm my feet
tired, troubled
and how sweet magic returns
tender touch, lips sweet, fulfillment
 luminous door to the devine
our past came to kiss us here
wonderment, his voice, complete
Wholeness

But what about when I get old
will you still love me
on the ‘morrow?
 yea or née ’tis yea said i
oh love that wilt not let me go
love ’till evening fades
and dawn breaks
in another land
where happiness and love
fill an ocean eternal
who said?
there was ne’er a fountain of youth
ah we are sitting
at its feet
close to apple blossom flowers
With continuous ‘I Love You’!

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Just before Christmas I ordered the Plum Tree Books New Poem Card Collection.

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Card Collection!

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To back up a little I joined a very intellectual, intelligent, artistic group of musicians, poets, artist, writers, authors, editors, publishers, producers the whole gamut. Now Imagine my surprise, I; yes me; was accepted into this elite group of people from all parts of the world called The Plum Tree.

It is amazing, humbling, stretching, out of the box, out of the comfort zone group – Plum Tree.
Check out The  Plum Tree  website to get a picture of the the talent that is offered.

To order the Poem Card Collection here.
Niamh Clune is the founder of The Plum Tree/Books, an award-winning social entrepreneur, an environmental campaigner and a singer/songwriter.

Niamh Clune  of Plum Tree Books started a New Poem Card Collection for purchasing. On each card an artist within the group has their work displayed.

These cards come with attachable poems [written by Niamh Clune] and are unique! Some wonderful artists, including Marta Pelrine Bacon, Maria Antonietta Terrana, Cher Duncombe and Susie Bertie whose images captured and displayed talent. All of these ladies donated works to auction for the Song Of Sahel earlier in the year.

Imagine a copy of such fantastic artwork within my hands. I was so excited I did not want to let them go.

What does a person do when you cannot purchase original works of art?
I thought I would do a collage and order more cards to give to friends, family, neighbors and people for birthdays, thank you’s and celebrations.

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I did not do my traditional retro style of collage. I was a little more reserved because I wanted the artwork to remain mostly intact so my collage was a little conservative.

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Here is the artists’ work. To check their website please click their name.


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Art by Maria Antonietta Terrana Poem by Niamh Clune if stars were thanks for all you do a universe I’de give to you.

Garden Window

Art by Maria Antonietta Terrana Poem by Niamh Clune I’ll be your hope, when light is gone, a gentle friend to call upon

Spell Tree

Art by Marta Pelrine Bacon
Poem by Niamh Clune I’ll grow a tree just for you with diamonds on and chocolates too and tell the silver moon to cast a light upon you, unsurpassed, on all you see on all you be beneath my sparkle shiny tree

Bunny Wisdom

Art by Marta Pelrine-Bacon
Poem by Niamh Clune One day when you’re as big as me, you’ll eat the apple from the tree and knowledge will be yours to taste in life, and love, and work, or waste But one thing you should not ignore, my heart is always at the core.


Jym

Art by Susie Bertie Poem by Niamh Clune My love is the diamond that shines for you.


Autumn Reflections

Art by Cher Duncombe
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Well it’s tomorrow and it’s 2013!

Don’t be afraid to face life. The only fragrance you need is forgiveness.
May you trust the Creator in Everything.
May you have someone to love, someone who will forgive your faults.
May that someone tell everyone about your wonderful qualities, virtues, and talents.
May your past be a tool to blast past the trash.
May you live the very best life. Each day is a brand new day to make it right.
May you become an amazing triumphant classy dame or gent….
God Bless you All! ♫ ☺♫ 🙂

My dear friend on occasion send and resend the following video; it is so inspiring in a simple way.


It’s already tomorrow…keeping loving OK?

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Quotes I am pondering today:

“Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows; it empties today of its strength.” Corrie ten Boom

 “When one door closes, another opens, but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one that has opened for us.” -Alexander Graham Bell

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Day 10 of my recent 30 Day Thankfulness Challenge; I am thankful for Music.

I am thankful for music
Electrical colorful current to the soul
To say it enhances life
Is the greatest understatement
Rest assured music
Had to be Birthed in heaven

It’s a mystery how musical notes
Born created and recorded in a studio
When it reaches my ears
The accompaniment is
An invisible heavenly chorus
What is it about music?
Power to ignite happiness
Soothe pierced and damaged heart
Pluck romantic strings
Feel Safe and Secure
Challenge status quo
Tickles creativity
Pulls back heaven’s curtain
While affirming
God is still there
What is it about music?
That enhances learning
Change our attitude
Kick start motivation
Makes us laugh
Reduce anxiety
Heightens healing
Build brain cells

Will someone turn up that there CD player now let’s enjoy some music 😀


Pertinent Quotes:

Oh come, let us sing to the Lord; let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation! Psalm 95:1

The best, most beautiful, and most perfect way that we have of expressing a sweet concord of mind to each other is by music.

Jonathan Edwards

It is so much fun to go for a walk  [don’t forget your camera] and observe the birds and the bees and the flowers and the trees and yes the butterflies!

It is nice to see nature as an adult but to see it as a child or through a child’s eye and delight is extraordinary!

Just like the nursery singing rhyme I wrote while rocking my middle grand-baby to sleep.

Birds and the bees
And the leaves
And the trees
 There are ma-ny
Things to see,

                            But I want to see
A but-ter-fly
I want to see
A but-ter-fly,
But-ter-fly
But-ter-fly,

I want to see
The wings of a
but-ter-fly
I want to see
The wings of a
But-ter-fly,


But-ter-fly
But-ter-fly
 Hmmmmmm
 Hmmmmmm
 Hmmmmmm

There is so much beauty in nature and it’s so rewarding to learn as much as possible. To examine the butterfly is no exception.

The butterfly struggle from cocoon to flight is difficult and restrictive. This is nature`s perfection in action to force the fluid from the body to the wings so upon entry into the world, it could fly.

So it seems that a butterfly must struggle to live, without that struggle he would never fly. Do you think there is some truth to that for you and I?

The struggles, the trials, the trash, the garbage, the manipulation, the abuse, the nightmares, the depression, the night sweats, myriad of repercussions and maladies we may have suffered in childhood and thereafter not exactly the preferred path but in spite of that – the struggle made us soar.

beauty + courage + freedom + creativity = flight

Boy I hope you don’t feel that it’s a cliché or a platitude but we overcame and continue to be overcomers.

The butterfly – flies strong and free and so can “weeeeeee”……

Truly, It has made us who we are and hopefully we [ including me ] will continue to develop and not be afraid of change. ……Change prepares you and I to move beyond the perceived limitations.

Don’t feel you are alone- we are in this together so take heart!

WE beat the odds…
So it is perseverance that won the day…..

I am no longer defined by my past (struggle) but it prepared me for my flight plan !

 

My son spent some time in Guatemala and came back with a legend. While he was gone I watched a documentary on the Blue Butterfly. I also did a brief research project on The Blue Butterfly. The three events converged on the following tale!

Mayans in Guatemala & 

The Blue Butterfly 

“Mayans in Guatemala speak of simultaneous Twin Realities: the world of dreams and the world of work.

These two worlds are likened to the opposing wings of a Butterfly: the dream world is one wing, and the awake world is the other.

They believe the wings must connect at the Heart of the Butterfly to fly and live.

Real life occurs because of the interaction of the wings. The Life is the Butterfly’s Heart. Life, like the Butterfly’s Heart, is kept alive by the two opposing, mirroring twin-like wings.”

For me; it is important right now to not only have a world of reality but to have a dream world.  Together I celebrate a complete life from the heart.

Welcome to the Blog Tour of the Release of

The Butterfly Effect

Niamh Clune – founder of Plum Tree Books

Has  invited the members to participate in this creative project. The members are collective of artists, authors, poets, photographers, painters, editors, book designers, technicians, bloggers musicians each talented in their own right. One enjoyable motive in any of Plum Tree Books’ project is to not only promote one’s own work but the work of all other members.

 Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.

 The Butterfly Effect is:

 A small action that led to a devastating event or its opposite

 A small decision that changed your life for good or ill

 Saying a small thing that ended or began a relationship

 A small decision that marked a wrong turn in your life or in the life of someone else

 An act of environmental vandalism that contributes to climate change

 A small act of environmental consideration that makes a difference to the whole

Direct Links  to Plum Tree Books and The Butterfly Effect:

Here is my  ‘true story’ Contribution entitled  ‘The Imprint’

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Our youngest, a delightful, vibrant, mite of a child known to us as ‘Pooh’ or ‘Half Pint’, Joanne; a small thing that caused such large love in our family.

It was the beginning of her first year at school.
I heard the usual rustle of papers.
The delight in her eyes said this was different.
“Look mommy this is for you!”

Bending down eye to eye.

“Happy Mother’s Day!”
“Thank you!”

Looking at an exquisite gift I felt a combination of blissful goose bumps, and a warm cloak over my spirit.

Holding my breath – her heart, her eyes, her voice, her petite smooth hands clasped the nape of my neck with such a little-big hug. With a skip of a heartbeat I felt such immense love for my baby girl.

Her sweet little cheeks were kindly receiving my soft kisses, what a deep love that I felt at that special moment! My heavenly father entrusted the care of this little one to me.

A springtime of wondrous conversation ensued before Joanne settled into play time.

Instinctively I knew I held something precious. Through blinding tears I looked down once again at the single footprint.

Obviously the teacher had inked Joanne’s foot and helped Joanne to place her foot unto this card stock.

An inner assurance compelled me to think this will mean something more later.
Looking around the room.
“Where to put this!”
“Ahh her baby Album.”
Safely tucked away and almost forgotten except to show friends all my children’s treasures maybe once a year.

Busy living my life, oft times I could see the footprint in my dreams.
The last child left home; more silence, just quiet enough to hear the whisper, “write your story”.

More time passed. Out of the blue with no forethought I went to the office, copied the footprint, reversed it, and placed the two foot prints side by side. Now a pair.

Looking at the set of foot prints I remembered what my mother told me many years previous, “You know, You were born Feet First.” That’s it- that will be a part of my book.

Never resting, time is flying, just maybe I’m ready to Tell my story.

In retrospect I see a simple gesture, an astronomical moment for my child Joanne.

For me as a mom, something tangible to propel my future, catalyst to gaining strength to tell my story; to expose truth.

Yes “We can carve our epitaph
In the lives of our children
Far more than on the
Stone of our death!” [1]

However what about the imprint a child makes in our lives. But who would have imagined that the child, my child, would be the pivotal one, the pinnacle and surreal moment to healing?

Poignant moment to freedom.

Nervousness seemed to dissolve, holding the foot print once again, and all that which paralyzes action. The sequence of events, the threads that lead to courage to expose my personal life to the world.

The opportunity to create awareness. I did not imagine this future was possible. This journey of mine helped me realize, abuse is unnatural. We are created for freedom and a strong self-esteem, a hope and a future.

The icing on the cake, a set of Joanne’s feet is on every single page of my published

book Feet First.


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[1] Beverley Hoyles, Work Manual  Insight, Impact and Influence 2012

 

Tweet:  @BeverleyHoyles

Blog:  https://feetfirstbook.wordpress.com/

Beverley’s Book “Feet First” available:

www.feetfirst-book.com

 

If you would like to check out the different blogs below; I am sure you will enjoy each amazing author.[ Each is a member of Plum Tree Books ]

June 9th http://www.shevata-cccole.blogspot.co.uk/ C.c.Cole

June 10th http://deannnative.posterous.com/ DeAnne Townes Jr.

June 11th http://ontheplumtree.wordpress.com Niamh Clune

June 12thhttp://mapelba.wordpress.com/ Marta Pelrine-Bacon

June 13th http://ontheplumtree.wordpress.com Tonia Harris

June 14th http://deannnative.posterous.com De Ann “Native” Townes Jr.

June 15th http://nicolesmith.mosaicglobe.com/ Nicole Smith

June 18 http://vampiremaman.wordpress.com Juliette Kings

June 21 http://sooziebird.blogspot.com/ Susie Bertie

June 25th https://feetfirstbook.wordpress.com/ Beverley Ann Hoyles

June 27th http://ontheplumtree.wordpress.com Niamh Clune

June 29th http://girlseeksplace.wordpress.com Brianna Solkowski

June 30th http://http://www.jlbcreatives.blogspot.ca/ Janet Beasley

 

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